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Chapter 159: The Messenger From Hell That We Raised

Chapter 159: The Messenger From Hell That We Raised

"Hurry up! It’s starting!"

"That idiot, I hope it’s a joke!"

Hope and Cid raced through a corridor of the arena and arrived at the stands where the crowd was roaring.

They were leaning against a fence, their eyes wide.

On the ground, Maxim, in combat uniform and fuming with determination, stood facing Dora, who was sitting on the ground.

"Why? Why? Why is this happening?!" Hope trembled.

Near the barrier, Candace, the nobles, and the council members watched with tense gazes.

Maxim, with a headband on his forehead, had saliva dripping down and showing his teeth.

"I’m here, monster! Now let’s hurry! Come on!"

In the audience, people were murmuring, worried about the fate of the young man.

The council members trembled a little, then a wave of panic swept through the arena as Dora stood up.

Hope flinched and struggled against the fence.

"Why? How? Why is he here?!"

"Who forced him to go? That guy would never sacrifice himself for anyone..." Cid muttered as he looked at the student councils downstairs.

Dora looked at the sand in his hand and levitated a single grain reddened with blood.

He held it in front of his face and directed his yellow gaze towards the young man in front of him.

Slowly, the grain became covered in purple energy.

Maxim, with a grin, glanced at Lisa who was behind the council members.

(Good, he took the bait, now you can use your technique Lisa.)

Dora held the grain of sand between his thumb and middle finger, directing his hand towards Maxim who turned to Lisa.

(Now! Do it now! Swap my body with Hope’s!)

He started to sweat profusely, looking for Lisa’s eyes, and finally found them as she stood behind everyone, one hand on her mouth and the second on her shoulder.

(Hurry!!!)

In the dark, the girl moved the hand on her mouth, offering a response who didn’t need a word: a cracked smile.

"Bye Bye."

"Random attack, go" Dora released his middle finger and threw the grain of sand towards Maxim.

The boy, too focused on his back, reacted too late as he felt the energy touching his body.

He jumped in surprise, the grain of sand piercing through his body and stopping in the middle.

"Aah... Eh?.... What.... Oh, wait! I’m not ready! Wait a min- NNNGGGH!!!"

He tensed, veins appearing all over his body and a purple light becoming more and more visible at his center.

His eyes so large that they seemed to come out of their sockets, he screamed louder than anyone who had penetrated this arena, and under the terrified gaze of the audience, his abdomen turned on itself like a whirlwind.

His stomach was torn apart, his organs were crushed, and his whole body converged into a single purple point.

The spectators hid their eyes, but Hope kept his eyes wide open, witnessing like the other council members the fatal demise of Maxim.

The purple light floated above a pool of blood, the last proof of the existence of a lady lover called Maxim.

Cries of distress crossed the arena, many council members fell on their knees, and above, Hope and Cid watched with no word as the purple light shone as a soul stone and vanished instantly in the palm of Dora’s hands.

He stayed still for a moment and directed his gaze towards the student council, flinching at his sight.

With slow steps, he walked toward them, most moving away while others remained on the ground, waiting for their death.

Dora finally reached Candace’s group, their eyes empty.

"So, Candace? What’s the next step? I still don’t sense any change."

The dean, whose eyes were half closed, smiled.

"Ah... So even that wasn’t enough? So maybe our theory was wrong after all... hey, you really didn’t go easy on him."

"Oh, I took it easy, I don’t even fight since I got here, just in creative mode. Anything will kill them."

She flinched but widened her smile as she held his arm.

"Still... Maybe try killing them painlessly next time? And keep their bodies, so their family can accept that they are really dead."

Dora scratched his chin but finally nodded.

"Oh, by the way, I want you to have this."

He snapped his fingers and the red grain of sand reappeared in his hands, freezing the minds of the council members.

The dean looked at the grain, the trembling eyes, then at the boy with yellow eyes.

"What is this?"

"A little gift for you, this thing can suck up and compress any object if you infuse it with gravitational magic. Did you see how effective it was today? There are 11 people in there now. With this, you won’t have to worry with all the bodies. It’s like a pocket cemetery."

Many council members felt nauseous and nearly vomited. Mercy stepped back, her eyes trembling at the thing that revealed this horror so casually and kept his face innocent.

At this moment, the dean remembered Thomas’ words and her smile turned into a grimace.

-A Sin is always evil.

"... Oh... Is it for me?... Thank you... I will cherish it."

Dora rubbed his nose, his cheek a little pink.

"It’s nothing, I just don’t like seeing you have a lot of work, but please, hehe, don’t hesitate to praise me... UH?"

Dora suddenly freezes, staring into the distance.

"Hm...? What is it?" asked the dean, following his gaze.

"Lisa?" Dora said under a breath.

Everyone turned to the girl in the background, herself paralyzed.

"Lisa... You... I... Damn.... Yes, it’s you! It’s really you! I remember you!"

Lisa began to shake, tears formed in her eyes and her smile widened.

"... Really?... You remember me now?"

"Yes! I can’t believe it, you were always there! It’s scary... I... Oh... Agiel too... and Sunnah... and Frederica... wait... You all ..."

Lips trembling, he placed a hand on his head.

"Wait... no... I... I saw you... but I don’t remember everyone... but most of you... damn, it’s working! I can become the real Dora if I keep killing everyone!"

He said this, clenching his fists with such a determined expression that everyone backed away.

"Uh? Oh, not you guys! I remember you, I’ll never hurt you, don’t worry. Lisa, Sunnah..."

Before he could finish his list, Lisa jumped on him, turning around his neck and rubbing his hair.

"Yes! It’s me, your old friend, Lisa! We’ve always been together! We’ll never hurt each other!"

"Haha, yes! Don’t worry, now you’re really safe! Candace, that was a great idea, that idiot Agiel was right, killing people who knew me and my friends will really restore my memory! I remember so many people... even..."

He turned to Freya and Mercy, both frozen in place. He looked at them for a moment and nodded.

"Yeah... I feel like you, Freya, have a personal thing with me, and Mercy is... hm... I feel like I’ve seen you a lot but I don’t don’t remember in which case, but ". He placed his left hand on his chest, smiling. "When I see you I feel so relaxed... I’m sure we had a better relationship, I want to know how important you are to me so we can go back like last time... Do you have someone who knows both of you personally?"

Their eyes filled with despair, the two girls watched in silence. No words could come out of their mouths, but a shadow passed slowly between them and grabbed Dora by the cheeks.

"Look at my face, do you remember me too?" Zuri asked.

They looked into each other’s eyes for a moment, Lisa pulled away whimpering, wiping away her tears.

Candace, witnessing the tragedy, turned her gaze to Freya, as if asking for a light of salvation, but the Duke’s daughter was as lost as she was.

Dora narrowed his yellow eyes and shook his head, making Zuri tremble.

"I... I have no memory of you... even between the faces I recovered... but don’t worry, now we know the drill. Just give me someone who knows both of us personally and I’m going to kill them."

"... What?"

"Yeah, anyone will do! I remember this guy now, Maxim. We weren’t close but killing him gave me so much information! Just give me someone, I I can’t wait to know who you are."

Zuri let go of him, feeling her heart tighten and her vision blur.

She looked at the ground, her hands were shaking, but a light tap on her head took all her emotions away.

"Don’t make that face, I can’t be a hero, but I’ll be the real Dora, just wait for me, and when I remember, I won’t let go of any of you, Candace, Iris, Freya, Mercy... and..."

"... Zuri... it’s Zuri." She said in a broken voice, burying her face in his chest.

"My God, are you always crying so much?"

"Yes... Yes... always... because of you..."

Dora patted her head more with a warm smile to the others.

"There, there, sorry to worry you all. I will become the real Dora and end the Twilight of Gods. Leave it to me and Candace."

Zuri’s eyes shone and she cried harder, Mercy, Freya and Iris looking at his bright smile with desperate faces.

Candace raised her head to the sky, her eyes tired and the cemetery in the palm of her hands.

"... God... have you abandoned us?"

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